Thursday, 9 November 2017

Still not dead

And haven't forgotten that I owe you loads of photos of my week away before I completely forget everything I saw and did.
I've been writing up a storm lately on my no-one can ever read this stories. My latest short story decided it wanted to be a book rather than a short story and I've been averaging between 2500 and 4500 a day. Bearing in mind that my job involves sitting at a keyboard all day and my 'I wish it was my job' hobby involves hours at the keyboard as well, I hope you can understand and forgive me for not always feeling like spending more time at the keyboard to post, especially as talking about writing that I'm not sharing is probably not much fun to read.
It doesn't mean I don't love you.
Please don't hate me for it!
I'm sure it will all go back to normal before long, and that's why I am obsessively writing every spare minute of the day while the urge lasts. Tokyo often in the past it hasn't lasted long enough, do to demonstrate my mastery of clichés I feel the need to make hay while the sun shines. Not that the sun is shining, winter is definitely here. Yesterday the car told me it was -0.5 degrees when I drove to the station in the morning, and it reached a balmy 5.5 degrees by the time I drove home again after work. Needless to say both journeys happened in the dark. I hate winter 

Wednesday, 8 November 2017


The world does not contain enough coffee to get me through today
I'm alive and haven't actually given up blogging despite much evidence to the contrary.
I will be back. One of these days

Thursday, 26 October 2017

Another great day

Again no photos yet, but I spent most of today at a local museum with my Dad. We were in East Kirkby , at a World War II airfield that is now a heritage centre - and absolutely awesome!
Only one more day of holiday 😕

I'm alive

I was going to post daily and include pictures from my days out but I'm struggling to attach photos taken with my phone to posts written on my phone... Which seems to me weird. Surely if they were taken on the phone they should practically add themselves to my posts?
Anyway I don't want to write big expanses of text with no photos when I have some nice ones, so I'll have to do those posts when I get home and back to my laptop. I didn't bring it with me because I was travelling by train not car so didn't want to lug too much around.

So for now I'll just say I'm having a lovely time and recovering quite a bit from my long time sleeping appallingly while being stressed. I love Lincolnshire.

Friday, 20 October 2017


Not just a normal Friday but also my last working day before I go off for a week. I should be happy and anticipatory but I'm grumpy and pissed off.
Last night I was sleeping peacefully  and having some weird unsettling and possibly deeply Freudian dreams but most importantly actually SLEEPING when my poor M, who was on call, was phoned up. About nothing. He was probably on the phone 5 minutes. As a result we both lay awake for over an hour. This happened at 2:25 am. I must have spent the hour lying rigidly resentfully clenched ALL OVER because I've had massively painful and soul destroying back ache all day. Painkillers had an effect - for about 20 minutes before it came back. I can't concentrate on work and I've written precisely 0 words. And I don't even care.

Thursday, 19 October 2017

And again

Nothing interesting happened yesterday. I know that doesn't always stop me, but I find posting the way I'm now forced to do it more annoying, so just appearing to say I'm alive and OK but boring is less appealing.
Anyway. I'm alive and OK.
I'm working and I'm writing.
I'm trying to avoid catching the plague in an office where the staff are dropping like flies, because a) I don't want to be sick and b) I don't want to be sick next week specifically because I have a week off and am visiting my Dad in lovely Lincolnshire. 
Cannot be sick. Cannot be sick. Cannot be sick.
I feel like a zombie today but it's not the plague, just a couple more bad nights. This morning I woke up around 3 and got back to sleep just in time for the alarm to wake me up again.

Tuesday, 17 October 2017

Oops again

I say that a lot, don't I.
I didn't post Friday because I was just so tired again. It was an OK day, with a team lunch at an Indian Street Food Cafe in Cardiff. I wanted some beer with it but hadn't planned properly and drove myself to the train station so had to drive home. The food was amazing though.
On Saturday my brother arrived and we headed back to Cardiff for the day. We'd decided to walk to the Bay area after a snack in the Central Market. Because I have no sense of direction and he doesn't know Cardiff very well we got very lost, which is hard to do in a city the size of Cardiff. We got there eventually but after rehydrating headed back again for lunch. The return trip we didn't get lost, and it took only 17 minutes. That was embarrassing 😊
By the time we got back home I'd walked further than I have for ages - 13 miles no less- and had a massive blister on the ball of my left foot. I'd bought some new trainers that are supposed to be good for plantar fasciitis but wasn't wearing them yet.
Sunday I only walked 5 miles, we stayed close to home and watched the Wonder Woman movie in the afternoon.
Yesterday I felt physical pain at having to get out of bed, I was so tired.
I did get up obviously, and made it to work and stayed awake all day. I also donated blood at lunchtime. Of course because I was exhausted before donating I ate all the carbs after donating (actually it might also be triggered by the gluten sandwich I had to eat for lunch after someone stole my pot of Houmous from the fridge - I didn't think I'd handle donating without food, and that was the quickest and easiest option)
I kept eating all the crap for the rest of the day.
I also wrote some stuff and edited some older stuff.
Today I'm not eating crap. I bought more Houmous, didn't put it in the fridge, and ate it with GF crackers. Apart from that, a GF egg sandwich for lunch and yogurt and fruit for snacks. All good.
BTW did you see the red sun yesterday? I took a rubbish photo on my way to bleed and would show you if the photo would bloody well upload. It was spooky but cool.
 ETA: finally! Red sun over the Queens Arcade, Queen Street, Cardiff